A Healthy Life
E un trend mai nou sa complicam foarte mult lucrurile, fie ca trebuie fie ca nu trebuie, cu rost sau fara rost. Am preluat articolul asta (askmen.com) tocmai in ideea de a ne intoarce la lucruile de baza and to keep it simple. Desi stiam ce presupune a healthy life si avantajele pe care le are, citind articolul, it all became clear once again. Mi-a readus in fata ceea ce conteaza. E putin lung, e si in engleza, deci aici e punctul in care daca vrei sa te opresti, baga-ti picioarele spune TL; DR and fuck this shit. Daca conteaza pentru tine si esti interesat, lectura placuta. 
With the arrival of spring, it’s typical for people to establish new disciplines (at least temporarily), but the new season is also a reminder that time is passing relentlessly. With every nanosecond, we all get a little closer to death. Yes, I said it. And don’t say I’m being a downer — this is reality speaking. Most people meander through life as if death isn’t coming. We wait, hesitate, procrastinate and blow off life-altering opportunities all the time. Our goals, ideas and aspirations are put on hold for some ideal moment in the distant future. Why and for what? Most often it’s because we’re scared to live at our full potential.
How can you make the present day worthwhile?
I’m here to tell you that your life on this earth is precious and shorter than you think. Turning 50 a few years back proved that to me. I swear it feels like I was in high school 10 minutes ago. As we get older, change can become more daunting with every passing day. You don’t have to be at midlife for this to be true. Teenagers get just as stuck as people in their 50s and 60s. I’ve seen people give up and throw in the towel at all ages. We’ve all been witness to the tragedies of misguided lives. The hope and optimism of childhood gives way to despair and disappointment with one bad experience after another. It’s the saddest thing in the world. Maybe you know what I’m talking about.
If you think this is too hard for you, you’re wrong
Is there hope for the fallen? Can we turn it around after years of wasting time, procrastinating, plenty of hardship and waiting for the right moment that never comes?
Hell, yes!
The good news is that you can have the life you dreamed of as a kid without meds and therapy. Step one is moving. It doesn’t really matter how you move. What matters is that you do. Step two involves eating healthy food, whole food that feeds the body, spirit and especially the mind. The garbage this country eats most of the time is killing us. Junk food and fast food (also known as food porn) do not fuel our desire to grow, learn and change. They keep us in a state of flux and despair. If you have problems, procrastinate and feel stuck in general, odds are you’re overweight, out of shape and eat junk.
It’s not the outside world — It’s you.
The deck is stacked against you at this point. Your brain can’t function to solve problems properly if you’re feeding your mouth tons of sugar and grease. If you like this life of quiet desperation, then continue to spend endless hours sitting around. If procrastination, sadness, depression, low self-esteem and a state of malaise fit your lifestyle, then continue to eat candy, cupcakes, high-fructose corn syrup, fried food, saturated fats, soda, processed carbs, hot dogs and tons of cheese on your pepperoni pizza. Nobody gets away with making lame choices in this world. Sooner or later (turns out later comes sooner than you thought), your bad behavior will ruin your life.
On the other hand, good behavior can and will save your life. It’ll give you the opportunity to turn misery into joy and happiness, things we all seek. Authentic joy and happiness come from treating ourselves and others with respect and civility. Adult toys (cars, homes, jewelry, etc.), prestige, money and looks are usually a means to short-term pleasures. These things feed the ego. The ego isn’t real. It’s your desire to create a false you to present to the world — but that’s just smoke and mirrors making you feel better than someone else. It’s poison.
What is good behavior? You know exactly what it is by now. It’s a matter of whether you want to practice it consistently or not. The more disciplined you are, the fewer problems you’ll have. Honestly! For real! Life will still come at you at a million miles an hour and the issues in your life will still exist, but when you exercise and eat right, you create the brain chemistry of a person who can deal with issues, problems and challenges productively and happily. Other variables like proper sleep and stress management skills play a roll as well, but the foundation of “the good life” comes from the two things that make you a joyous, happy human being: exercise and healthy food. Period.
The clock is ticking and your death is inevitable, so while you’re here, why not take the first steps toward a better life. Get off the fence, ask for help, start moving, eat your veggies, enjoy the journey, enjoy the power of right now, push play and experience the life you desire and deserve.
It.s not the outside world, it.s you – e concluzia cu care am ramas eu; cuvintele astea m-au dus cu gandul la “daca vrei ca lucrurile sa se schimbe, tu trebuie sa te schimbi” si la urma urmei, noi dictam ritmul vietii, intensitatea si in final fericirea. Simple and easy, yet complicated and hard.
The egg (mind blowing perspective of life).
The Egg
By: Andy Weir
You were on your way home when you died.
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
“Just me? What about everyone else?”
“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
“All you. Different incarnations of you.”
“Wait. I’m everyone!?”
“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’m every human being who ever lived?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And you’re the millions he killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And you’re everyone who followed him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
You thought for a long time.
“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
And I sent you on your way.
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